Friday, October 27, 2006
On my way up to the local cafe yesterday on the streets of Marrickville at about 11am I spotted this man - bald head, massive tattoos, no shirt, black jeans, braces and big black lace up doc martins on his feet. In one hand he held a half empty long neck of beer and in the other a dog leash. At the end of the leash was a teeny, tiny, ratlike little Chihuahua type dog which had stopped to sniff a bush. "Hurry up darling" said the man, and they headed off on their merry way.